Chapter 621

Their footsteps passed by Thalassa, heavy with an icy wind that cut across her face, sharp and cold.

Thalassa watched as they walked away, her gaze trailing their footprints until they were lost from sight.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared blankly at the then-deserted corridor.

A pair of leather shoes approached. Stopping beside her, a man’s voice rang out, “Ms. Everhart, may I assist you?”

Thalassa turned her stiff neck to look at the man. It was David.

With a dry swallow, she managed to get out, “I can do it… on my own…”

lacing every word. The force with which Lysander had just choked her could have easily been fatal. Thalassa tried to stand, her hands pressing against the cold floor, but her legs were

help her, but as he extended his hand, Thalassa managed to rise, using

said, “Ms. Everhart, it’s getting late. You should

he

as she stared at the silent corridor.

her mind,

wall, taking one shaky step after another towards the exit.

hospital entrance, only to see

which was on

was a whirlwind of confusion. She called a cab and headed to the

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